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Stycons

2 Oct

Before we start, no, this is not a new venereal disease the cast of Jersey Shore concocted while in Florence this summer.

In actuality, STYCON is a company in South Africa that deals with polystyrene cornice products and instillation, whatever that means. In my reality, stycon is this,

Stycon (noun) – a mixture of both style and icon. A person (or group) exuding extremely

hot style, in terms of clothing, that one emulates to look, dress, be like.

Now that you’re up to speed with the new teen lingo, let’s look at some examples of stycons in action.

Left to right: Mr. Rogers, Ron Weasley, Don Draper
  • Mr. Rogers – this bro had more than just a neighborhood under his belt, he had a fine looking striped button-down shirt tucked in behind it. Deciding to opt out of the traditional male grey suit, we’ll get to you in a bit, Mr. Draper, Rogers donned a casual cardigan, blue jeans, and Chuck Taylor sneaks. Looking at Urban Outfitter catalogs today, it is easy to see that the Mr. Rogers was the original hipster dude.
  • Ron Weasley – it goes without saying that stars are to the night sky as I am to plaid. This wizard is to blame. Nobody does a plaid shirt better than the Gryffindor alum. I don’t know when my love affair with plaid clothing began (yes I do, freshmen year), but the Harry Potter franchise only fueled the flannel fire. Like Harry’s journey, plaid is timeless. It has been done time and time again. You can dress it up, dress it down, or dress your cat in it. Thanks to the youngest male Weasley, I am now poisoned in thinking I can wear a plaid suit to my own wedding.
  • Don Draper – this example needs no words. Just this picture.
Nuff sed

Honorable Mentions:

  • Joseph Gordon-Levitt

  • Matt Smith

  • The Drums

Geroni-Say It Ain’t So!

2 Oct

I feel like I’m disrespecting the memory of the denizens of Gallifrey with this statement, but this season of Doctor Who has left me feeling a bit, eh, underwhelmed…

Maybe I can blame it on the extreme amount of hype there was going into this series. Fancy posters! A split season! Amazing cliff-hangers! Comic-Con visits! SERIALIZED STORIES! I mean, c’mon, BBC pumped out an advertising campaign fit for a going-to-be-cancelled-within-3-weeks-NBC- show (I’m lookin’ at you, Playboy Club!). With all the promotion I expected nothing less than an utterly incredible season worthy of praising every single minute of every single day. Yet, something this season has just felt off.

Side note: Being 21 years of age, I was raised in what you could call, the Lost generation. This means that being the true (Tardis) blue fan of television I am, I sat through six years of serialized island-madness drama. Six years. Six long, uneven, what’s a smoke monster?, is this whole thing a metaphor?, polar bear-stalked jungle, Paolo and Nicki buried alive years. Needless to say, I’m a little weary when it comes to serialization.

This island-sized chip on my shoulder is probably the reason why Amy seeing Madame Kovarian’s face in random locations for the first half of the season needed to be more than just, well, Amy seeing Madame Kovarian’s face in random locations! The serialization of the show needed to be more than just a tiny aspect of the show there to remind you that the season is leading to a specific Pandorica-esque showdown to end all showdowns.

Even with all my hesitation, this season has provided some FANTASTIC episodes and moments. “The Doctor’s Wife” may have replaced “Turn Left” as my favorite D. Who ep. Alex Kingston’s River Song has never been more fabulous, “The God Complex” left me shaking and crying, literally, and Matt Smith has definitely worked his way into my stycons inner circle. Just look at this!

I have yet to watch the finale, “The Wedding of River Song,” (thanks for going out of town room mate and my conscious guilt over breaking a pact with you to wait and watch the episode together!) and I pray that the finale will make me look like a complete über dumb-dumb for not having loved the little show that could, did, has, will do again.

To end, I love Doctor Who. It is not only one of my favorite shows, but it has also led to some fantastic friendships being formed and some fantastic debates and conversations. I just hope that when I inevitably buy the complete series 6 on blu-ray I will discover something there that I hadn’t noticed before.

UPDATE: Moffat…. ugh…. all I’m gonna say is…. ugh….

Allons-y, y’all! See you back in the Tardis come Christmas!

If I had a magic lamp this would be one of my wishes

7 Jun

I wish I were born into the Royal Family. If I were I would anoint myself, ‘King of the E4/BBC Promos.”

Seriously, it’s been years since I first saw a few of these promos and I still can’t stop loving them.

 

 

 

Maybe if I keep wishing hard enough and start practicing my “ello govna'” accent this pipe dream will be reality.